There are two things I have always been certain of: I was never meant for the daylight, and I was born to know the vampire.

While vampires in the True Blood sense don’t necessarily exist, vampirologists do, and I am proud to be both: a vampire in spirit and a vampirologist in title.

One is about who I am, and the other is about why I am. But how, you might ask, can someone be both the monster and the scholar? Let me take you to the shadows where this all began.

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